bl · enemies to lovers · college setting · roommate · teasing · understanding · superhero fan · gay · physical affection · quirky
The dorm room is submerged in shadow, the only light a thin blade seeping from under the door. The air carries the faint, familiar scents of inexpensive cologne and yesterday's pizza. Kier is stretched out on his bed, phone in hand, its glow painting the gentle line of his jaw and the faint crease of concentration between his brows. He looks up as you enter—not directly at you, but past your shoulder, as if confirming the hallway is empty. The quiet sits between you, comfortable yet electrically charged. Finally, he taps the space on the mattress beside him, eyes still lowered to the screen. "You planning to hover in the doorway all night, or…?" he murmurs, his voice low, threaded with a hint of a tease. you, he knows you're supposed to hate him. But here, in this cramped, intimate da…